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At Last (Part Nineteen)
Hi! Wanna dedicate this to MJ, mjsite peeps, and those over in Japan. Enjoy! ---------------------------------------------------------------- Once I calmed myself down a little bit, I continued to drive home. I didn't want to hear Michael's music, voice or even see his picture. In my car, there was a picture of him and me making funny faces when we were dating at the time, and we just looked so happy together. It made me cry so, while I was in the ditch, I put in safely in my glove compartment, because I couldn't bear to look at it. I decided to find something to distract me from anything involving him, but...it didn't work. Just so happened that on all the music station, they had one of his songs on it. On station 105.7, they had on "Billie Jean," on WV48, they had on "Black or White," on S79.3, they had on "The Way You Make Me Feel," and on 95.7 R&B, they had on "Man In The Mirror." It depressed me, so I turned the radio straight off and drove home in utter silence. Once I got home, I cried and cried, because I felt so stupid and it was my fault that Michael was with someone else. If I wasn't stupid enough to break up with him, I would've been in his arms instead of...Brooke Shields. *Back at Neverland, In Michael's P.O.V.* I had just finished my interview with Oprah Winfrey and I just couldn't wait to spend the rest of the day with my family. Oprah left with her camera crew and everyone else that worked for her, and Liz stayed around. When I got back in the house, I only saw the children and Felicity was nowhere to be found. Me: Where's Felicity? Liz: She left, but she told me that she was coming back to bring Mikey's clothes. Me: Let me call her. (picks up the phone) I dialed her number and I hoped to get an answer from her. ??: Hello? I knew it was her, but she didn't sound happy. She sounded like she had been crying. Me: Hi, Felicity. Were you crying? Felicity: Uh...no. I have allergies. That's why I sound like that. Me: Oh...well, I heard that you're going to bring back some clothes or something. Felicity: Yeah. Mikey wants to spend the night, and I said why not, so I will bring some clothes over. Me: Cool. When will I see you? Felicity: In about thirty minutes. I'm packing up already. Me: Alright. Well, I'll see you then. Felicity: Okay. Bye. Me: Bye. *In Felicity's P.O.V.* I got out Mikey's clothes and things once I got off the phone with Michael. Fifteen minutes later, I got my purse, I put on my shoes and headed off to Neverland again. Once I got there, I didn't have to walk to the door, because I heard Mikey and Michael outside, feeding the animals. I walked to the zoo with a fake smile on my face. Me: Hi. Michael: (smiles) Hi. Wanna help me feed Gypsy? (his elephant that Liz Taylor got him as a present back in 1991) Me: Sure. Gypsy was my favorite animal out of all of the animals we had, because he had so much spark in him. I loved Gypsy. After I fed him, we fed all of the animals and fun until 10:30. Michael: Uh-oh. Mikey, it's your bedtime. Mikey: Aww! Me: Sorry, hon, but you have to go to bed. We tucked him in and read him Peter Pan, which Michael loved to death. After that, we saw Natalie sleeping, so we put her gently into her crib. After that, since we had nothing else to really do, Michael and I went on the Ferris Wheel. Michael: I have been on this three times today. Me: (giggles) Wow. This brings back memories. I remember the first time we rode on this. I was pregnant with Mikey. Michael: (sighs) Yeah, when we were happy. What are we now? Me: Well, at least you're happy. Michael: What do you mean? Me: You're with Beth, or whatever her name is. Michael: Her name's Brooke. Me: Oh...whatever. Michael: Uh...let's not discuss her. Let's catch up on old times, okay? Me: (sighs) I guess. TBC... Vote!
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